Stockton High Street used
to be the widest in the country and, despite its multiple re-configurations in futile
attempts to regenerate business, a visit remains entertaining due to the strange
characters or weird behaviour often on view, and today was no exception: first at
the Quaint and Quirky Café where our lunch was accompanied by the usual inadvertent
floor show provided by the waiting-on staff and some of their customers, then
in the outdoor market where a man was striding along oblivious to, or
unconcerned by, a large plastic bag that had attached itself to his right shoe producing
a ridiculous clunk swish, clunk swish sound as he walked along.
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